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Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Aunty Magic

I was having a lie in but
the news means I spring - I wish - rather I yank on my bed stick and clamber slowly
out of bed…

I ring my sister, now a
Nana, who was at the birth with the Daddy…and of course my now Mommy niece!

I am blessed I tell friends
later that day on the phone, my nieces and nephew are my world. Mr H gives an attention
seeking ‘what about me’ cough in the background!

Being an aunty is like being
in Cadbury World and eating all the chocolate I want…The best scrummy, yummy
thing!

When they were little I let
them eat pizza for breakfast, stay up a bit later than Mummy and Daddy allowed,
let them sit in the washing basket and roll around the garden…

I then handed them back to
their parents to undo the damage I had done breaking all their rules…

They come and stay as they
revise for exams, ring me if they need guidance, help and support…

As they grow older I take
them to the theatre, on trips to London, spoil them in the shops buying clothes that their Mom and Dad said were too expensive. We take mini breaks together and call
ourselves ‘Girls on Tour’…

I tell anyone who will
listen about my special ‘boy and girls’

Now, this sharing of time
and love shines through in their grins and hugs when they visit, or come and
collect me; in cards and letters they send, texts and calls they make. They
walk slowly when they are with me, help me in and out of the car and carry my
bags. They understand epilepsy and how to look after me if they need to…

I am the luckiest aunty
alive.

When I talk to Liz my choir
leader we share our aunty experiences. Liz had a magical aunty who sadly
recently passed on to aunty heaven.

About Me

Hello welcome to my blog. Before 2008 I enjoyed a 30 year career in nursing but then I was challenged with a brain tumour and almost everything changed...2014 started with a new challenge of breast cancer. - despite these my sense of humour and the ability to support others remain intact! I now take the gift of each day as it comes.